We are the black haired girls with the streaks of red
And ten thousand sky blue seats in an open air shed
Hearing that thunder bass drum kick as the amplifiers scream
We are the neon midnight riders on a field of broken dreams
Long as the good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise
The pier needs chilling and the baby cries
Hearts get shot by Cupid's arrow
The road to heaven is straight and narrow
Long as there's sawdust on that old dance floor
Love still hides behind closed doors
Steel guitars keep on ringing
Well and really keep on singing
You can swing it
You can sway it
You can bet we'll keep on playing
Long as the wheel in the sky still turns
We are country and western
Country and western
The sundress girls in the cowboy boots
The Wall Street guy with that Neil McCoy tattoo
Ah
Back row buck and Merle traditionalist
Whole lot of love and never been kissed
Story tellers, city dwellers
Pull on the floor we'll find wine sellers
Spreading those blankets on the lawn
Bucket of suds singing
Long as the good Lord's willing and the creek don't rise
The pier needs chilling and the baby cries
Hearts get shot by Cupid's arrow
The road to heaven is straight and narrow
Long as there's sawdust on that old dance floor
Long as there's sawdust on that old dance floor
Love still hides behind closed doors
Steel guitars keep on ringing
Well and really keep on singing
You can swing it
You can sway it
You can bet we'll keep on playing
Long as the wheel in the sky still turns
We are country and western
We're all country and western
We're all country and western
Southern sisters and brothers
Falker City down to Mississippi
Vegas lights to Atlantic City
Long as there's sawdust on that old dance floor
Love still hides behind closed doors
Steel guitars keep on ringing
Whaling and wailing
Keep on singing, you can swing it, you can sway it, you can bet we'll keep on playing
Long as the wheel in the sky still turns, we are Country in the West
Fiddling strings in the boombox, baby
We're all Country in the West
Hip-hop flattops and flip-flopping
We're all Country in the West
To lane roads to the city streets
We're all Country in the West
Make it a little, baby, just a little more sweet
We are Country in the West